Blackwood's Magazine, Volumen 288W. Blackwood, 1960 |
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... looked as if it had not been in the water for at least a year . Without saying a word we went down to have a closer look . 66 Near the bow a plank had been stove in and there was a hole the size of my palm . " This is hopeless , " I ...
... looked as if it had not been in the water for at least a year . Without saying a word we went down to have a closer look . 66 Near the bow a plank had been stove in and there was a hole the size of my palm . " This is hopeless , " I ...
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... Look what this yobbo's trying to palm off on me for a coat , " he whined . Sammy looked at the coat , looked at me . " This is his , " I told him grimly . 66 Sammy said , " You felt in the pockets ? " " Course I ain't , " scoffed the ...
... Look what this yobbo's trying to palm off on me for a coat , " he whined . Sammy looked at the coat , looked at me . " This is his , " I told him grimly . 66 Sammy said , " You felt in the pockets ? " " Course I ain't , " scoffed the ...
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... looked down at the ripcord ring and grasped it firmly , and gave it the biggest tug I could muster . The canopy fluttered out , billowed , breathed and mushroomed , and I looked up and grinned . " My first free fall , " I said out loud ...
... looked down at the ripcord ring and grasped it firmly , and gave it the biggest tug I could muster . The canopy fluttered out , billowed , breathed and mushroomed , and I looked up and grinned . " My first free fall , " I said out loud ...
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AN INNOCENT IN THE AIR BY ROBERT HUNTER | 96 |
THE BOW RIVER BY R M PATTERSON | 194 |
ATAHUAS HATS BY PAMELA ERIKSSON | 288 |
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